Author's Note: I wrote this, realizing signs that I missed of someone who cared and loved me, but I never knew until now. In this I wished someday he would let me into his heart once again and let me mend the pain I gave him and apologize for never knowing what he felt and never seeing what I really felt for him which was love the entire time.

You keep fire in your eyesjust when I see you at the right time.You tell me all the stars in the skyin this bright night.As the moon glows at our faces,our fates just trace a future together.It's something beautiful

I look for a deeper sign,taking ourselves to a deeper light.I can learn the love to define,just when our hands clasped.As the sunset stills and I can believe that this is all real.It's something beautiful.

We hold a candle inside,it burns strong giving off light,the life of what we share and what's impossible the love burns bright.It's something beautiful.

Surrounded by the media, especially where you live in place where the glitz and glamor appear 24/7, for a girl and even for a boy we find ourselves in the pressures of society, especially in appearance. I find males and females going to great heights just to look pretty or in this case prettier, I suppose just looking and being their self is not enough to impress a handsome face. When you realize it, it is hard to just accept yourself and like who you are, not unless you were born into the fact that just being you is the best thing, then you're blessed to know that kind of wisdom. As it is, it takes a while to understand the concept of "being you." You can change clothes, hair, the overall appearance, but would it still be you? The answer is: it's whether you changed yourself in the process of changing appearance. Take in the notion of attraction between a boy and a girl, of course there is no failing on the fact that there is a bit of the shallowness that we have once we meet someone. Don't think you don't have the list of thoughts on whether this girl or this boy suitable. We find attraction quite inspiring as to which we enlighten friends about or even write about because it's what you feel and sometimes hope for. In the end, are looks just important? Or is it what's inside that counts? In experience, sure there is my small-mindedness on finding one suitable, but I soon forget those thoughts because I know it's what he thinks, what he feels, what he shares from inside is what counts. I'm not alone in the world when it comes to thinking Maybe if I change my appearance, he would like me. To be honest with you, the change could either mean two things: a drastic change could mean a change in personality or (if you're lucky) it's a bonus. It took me a while to realize that if that person or anyone should like me, they should like me overall as myself and not of another person facading over me. Ever wanted something you can't have then awaken to the very reason that what you wanted isn't really what you wanted at all? That as well takes time to figure on your own, it's like a piece of self-discovery. It's unusual enough to find what you want isn't really what you want. Therefore it was useless to change just for a person, just because he or she likes pretty faces but did he or she have thought of personality or does it only show in looks? A good example of this is the movie Penelope, looks shouldn't matter but what is inside counts. If only we could all realize that then we wouldn't have a hard time searching and being afraid, that we should be liked, be accepted for what we are and what's inside us. I know even appearance won't entirely change our character, inside we're still us, trust me you'll see it. For all I know, to me, beauty is skin deep no matter what people say.

Lately, it's hard to fall asleep early. I find myself still awake in the wee hours of the morning. And just when I see light or at least dawn creeping through my window, I find it safe to sleep. I've been a night owl for too long, I'm in dire need of sleep. It's not that I'm afraid of the dark, it's the vivid dreams that keep me awake. Just one close of my eyes and suddenly I'm consumed in my own reality, my own world. They may be nightmares or pleasant dreams. I'm in no rush and I feel no worries of tomorrow, I just suddenly can't control my dreams. And unfortunately when it's a pleasant dream, I have to wake up to a harsh reality, it's like a stake to the heart that can't seem to heal anymore or something I have to re-live each day and never forget. When I dream it's like impossible meets possible as its supposed to be, right? However when a dream is as clear, as real as if you can really hold it in your hands and never let go, you can't stay asleep forever (even if you wish to). So when will I wake up to a horrible nightmare? When I'm awake physically...but not awake in my heart nor my mind. Doubtfully, I feel I don't have the strength as I thought I did. My heart can't bear it.